Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 858 The impulsive old dog who can never hold back
Hill turned his eyes back to the giant screen with a blank expression... Now Vera has been completely distorted, becoming the new fairy queen has become the supreme pursuit in her heart, no matter what Hill says, it is useless .

The only good thing is that, as long as Vera puts in a certain amount of effort during the journey of the sun god back to the godhood, the favor she owes will be paid off... As long as her heart is not violated by the power Corruption, willing to return to Aglaia to be her carefree flower fairy, then of course Aglaia will welcome her with an open heart.

But Hill knew very well that when Vera was her goblin queen in Calimshan, it was impossible for him to open his arms for his little friend... Hill would never do anything for Amaunata's resurrection!

Even if it was Vera's wish, but knowing that it was not from Xiao Huaxian's heart, how could Hill agree?
That would make him feel blackmailed!
Hill's increasingly cold expression caught Fran's attention. He thought carefully about the conversation between Hill and the goblin just now, and sighed softly in his heart.

Although I couldn't understand what they were talking about, it was obvious that this goblin took the path where Toril most often appeared.

Fran couldn't help but look up at the sky, the stone slab that bound Toril's countless lives... was really scary.

Luckily they were Trashields.

The World Tree God Department has never cared about where the world he created is going... When he left Trasil, he could still hear some idiots complaining that the Universal World Tree never came forward to protect Trasil, and even watched Leading Trasil to perish... not even doing anything to his own daughter who was dying and sleeping.

Although Fran felt that one should not count on the gods... just like he never felt that not everyone in Trasil loves their own children, so they are not qualified to condemn the gods for ignoring them, but he didn't think about it. If only World Tree had helped me when the Earth Goddess was sleeping...

But after seeing the multiverse with his eyes...Fran felt very lucky...Fortunately, their real creator was the World Tree who had a peaceful mind and gave all the power to the planet itself.

Although if it is destroyed, no one will come to save it... But at least it will not make myself live like a joke... Even if someone can escape those puppet-like fates, before that, they have to struggle desperately in the mud to survive have to.

Fran quietly glanced at the beautiful little elf on Hill's head. Based on his understanding of his grandson, if this little flower fairy named Vera had such an ambitious appearance from the beginning, Hill would never It's been such a good relationship with her.

Hill will sympathize with the weak, and he will also help some poor victims... But he will never reach out to those losers who have taken the initiative to participate in power struggles.

So one can imagine how Hill feels in his heart now... What a regrettable fate!
Fran knocked on the table in front of him, and handed Hill a glass of Rainbow Shadow Wine: "Sometimes, drinking a glass of wine will make you feel much better."

Hill turned his head to look at his grandfather, and looked down at the wine glass. The ruby ​​wine was gently rippling in the crystal glass, with golden spots flashing in it. He showed a sad smile, holding the wine glass in his hand to his own Grandfather raised his hand: "I hope every soul can fly freely."

Fran raised the wine glass in his hand and exchanged toasts with Hill, and they drank the wine in the glass together with him.

Hongying Liquor is an elf spirit that Fran came to like after he came to Hill's city. It has a clear taste, but drinking it will make people sober.

But the purpose of pouring Hill this glass of wine is not to make his grandson sober:

The drink, made with two rare fruits, orozco and rismoor, is usually stored in bottles made of clear crystal, which absorbs light.

When a particular phrase is spoken in Elvish, those rays will converge into thirteen distinct points, like the Corellon galaxy in the Elvish tradition.

To the worshipers of the elves, especially Corellon, it is almost holy wine.

Therefore, the elves cherish the Rainbow Shadow Wine very much. For them, sharing the Rainbow Shadow Wine is the best blessing for their family and friends... I hope they will always be happy and healthy under the protection of Corellon.

Even if Hill can plant Orozco and Resmoor himself, and the brewed rainbow shadow wine can fill a warehouse, the meaning of this wine will not change.

Of course Hill understood his grandfather's intentions, and smiled faintly at Fran.

In fact, he was not unprepared... When he knew that Vera and the other little flower fairies were not only saved by the Holy Grail of Amanata, but also coexisted with him for thousands of years, he knew that something might go wrong.

But he didn't expect it to be so serious, this directly distorted the demigod's will!

Maybe just like what Vera said, she was born relying on Toril's natural force... her body will always bear the imprint of this world, and the thread of fate has not been in the hands of Vera from the beginning.

Vera sensitively noticed that Hill was in a bad mood. She happily shook the long-haired swing and comforted her big friend: "Don't worry! Hill, I won't join the war in Calimshan... I will definitely hide behind the undead and wait until they finish fighting before coming forward!
Then... when I make Calimshan a garden forest again, no one can hurt me!

Toril's natural sense will protect me! "

Hill nodded to her with a smile, and didn't speak anymore. There are some things...he can only wait for the ending.

He turned his gaze back to the giant screen.

The Necromancer's patience is indeed strong enough... La Gong actually persisted for almost an hour after repeatedly pushing the fire wall mechanically.

It seems that not only the undead are waiting for him to get full of ioun stones, but Ragon himself is very interested in seeing if there is a chance to put a big move. To be honest, this is also the first time Hill has seen someone wearing all of them. An ioun stone that absorbs mana.

You must know that Ion Stones of the same color can only be fused together to become a larger one. Generally speaking, five pieces are the limit, or they are mutually exclusive, and it is absolutely impossible to superimpose... Only Ion Stones of different colors can.

The maximum strength that a color of Ion Stone can increase is 25% of the person's ability.

Hill waited silently, what kind of lethality would be caused by half the magic power of a lich who had lived for thousands of years...

The two stones that circled Ragon's head grew brighter.

"Three Ts!" The voice of 'Xue Yunfeng' seemed to be louder, "Mage's full elemental protection! The priest gave T a shield! Don't stop the holy rain! Make sure everyone has the Necromancer Barrier!"

Fran put down the wine glass in his hand, and praised with great interest: "Although the hands-on ability is poor, the judgment of timing is very accurate!

It's a pity that they haven't found La Gong's true identity yet... If they are protected by all elements, many people will probably die.

Necromancy protection is not enough. "

Hill couldn't help laughing: "Anyway, they can afford to gamble."

Ragon is a lich... He would only choose necromancy spells when he was able to amplify his moves.

Just as Fran was about to nod, amidst the sudden screams of the goblins, he saw countless black flames exploding on the giant screen and rushing towards the undead.

He frowned, this is...

"Black flame... the eight-ring spell of the necromantic system, if the undead see it as a fire system, they will be finished." Hill said softly.

The undead 3T standing in the front row have already raised their giant shields, shoulder to shoulder to build a tall golden sacred wall... Hill is a little confused, why the first wave of death is 2T.

No... Hill looked at those knights who held their shields and persisted in the black flames for a long time. Although these guys are not as defensive as the main T, they are definitely stronger than those in the first wave... Those are obviously combat knights , wearing a defensive suit.

Even the shield wall used by this joint force has never been released.

Hill silently stared at 'Xue Yunfeng' who was locked in the carriage. Was this a big boss who could understand their way of speaking and taught them a lesson?
It seems that what he said on the surface may only be heard by everyone... No wonder he didn't let the scattered people stand at the forefront, and even sent people from the big families to die.

So Hill is no longer surprised, those infinitely split and bouncing to the black flames in all directions have jumped out of the sacred water fountain... Obviously, when dealing with Liches, they chose to let mages add buffs, and priests became the main force.

It is true that black flames cannot be reflected, and there is no way to prevent them from splitting automatically, but as long as there are enough priests, they can be surrounded by springs composed of holy power... No matter how jumping the undead flames are, after falling into the holy water spring, they will not be able to escape. It can only slowly dissipate...

Hill couldn't help laughing.

The defense methods he and Fran conceived were all conceived by mages... The undead are really only available to them.

"Priest! Pastor! What are you thinking? Didn't you see what the priests of the family group are doing? Release the holy spring!" The irritable voice of 'Xue Yunfeng' came out again, "Will you follow along?"

Then he paused suddenly: "Master T, pay attention to fill in the position! If one dies, the one in front of you will be filled, and the others don't care! If anyone is put into the black fire, the merit value will be deducted by half!

Especially those from the Demon Cult! "

Then the sorcerer slammed down the wall of the carriage, and could no longer hold back and cursed: "What are those who put the holy spring in the crowd thinking? Huh?

You can't aim at the black fire, I admit it!Anyway, it's so big outside, maybe a blind cat can catch a dead mouse if you let it out!

What are you doing in the crowd?

Isn't our T still standing there?

I'm %￥! "

The Holy Spring is considered an eight-ring divine spell, even for undead priests, it takes more than half of the mana bars to release it, and these uninitiated priests may not be able to drink blue medicine.

　Push book: "Global Cataclysm: I Have a Nanite Hive"

If the universe is a dark forest, and the hunter and the prey are one body, then I will be the creature standing at the top of the food chain
　
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